Chapter 93 A Familiar Poison!

Chapter Ninety-Three: The Familiar Poison!

"Hi, are you here to collect your subsidy?"

"No, we came from Wuhun City to find Deacon Tang Hong."

Wuhun City. Main Hall?

At the entrance of the Spirit Hall in Sunset Town, the Spirit Master who came to greet them slightly changed his expression as he watched a group of people swagger into the hall.

There were eight people in total, six men and two women. They all looked resolute and had an extraordinary presence. The youngest girl in the middle looked to be no more than twenty years old, but she showed no sign of panic or shyness.

Her eyes were cold and indifferent, and even the several Soul Masters around her who seemed to be of extraordinary strength all regarded her as their leader.

"I can't reveal anything else. If possible, please show me the way."

Her right hand brushed against the soul tool at her waist, and a gold and red token appeared in her hand. When Ning Rongrong raised her hand, the pupils of the several soul masters who had surrounded her shrank.

A papal decree?

"Please come in and rest for a while, I'll inform Lord Tang Hong immediately!"

The moment they saw the papal decree, their attitude became much more respectful. They carefully and respectfully led the person into the hall, while another person rushed upstairs in a panic, clearly to notify the leader of the Sunset Town Spirit Hall.

"Young Miss, please rest first. I'll go take a look around the streets."

This place is close to Sunset Forest, hence the name Sunset Town. The industry related to soul beasts is exceptionally developed here. Whether it's fur, animal bones, medicinal wine, or herbs, the prices are all more favorable than in the inner city, and the probability of getting soul bones at the auction house is also quite high.

However, since most of the information came from headquarters, Daoyu, who had been wandering alone for many years, decided to go out and take a look. While purchasing supplies, he also went to the tavern to inquire about information.

"It might be inconvenient to do some things when you're alone."

Ning Rongrong didn't stop her. Instead, she put down her book, looked up, and asked, "Would you like to ask someone else to come with you?"

Call someone else?

Dao Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at the corner. The young man who had been silent since waking up on the road was now just standing quietly in the innermost position, staring blankly at the ground. He looked particularly dull, like a mottled stone statue forgotten in a corner.

"No, I'm used to being alone."

Dao Yu withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips, twirled his fingers around his alluring purple curls, and gave everyone a hearty laugh: "Brothers, wait for me, I'll bring you some good food when I get back!"

"Sister Dao is awesome!"

"Go and come back soon, Sister Dao! I'm starving!"

Not long after Dao Yu left, an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a purple butler's uniform, walked into the room with a smile and bowed slightly to Ning Rongrong.

"Tang Hong, the person in charge of the Spirit Hall of Sunset Town, pays his respects to you, esteemed envoy. Your arrival is an honor for Sunset Town."

"You're too kind."

Ning Rongrong also stepped forward with a smile and greeted them familiarly.

"No, no, please go ahead!"

When Tang Hong heard his subordinates describe the envoy as having a cold personality and appearing to be a serious and distinguished guest of considerable importance, he was already considering lowering his stance to curry favor. However, when he felt the other party's sincerity and warm attitude, he felt flattered and overwhelmed.

"This must be your first time visiting Sunset Town, right?"

Looking at the seven unfamiliar faces in front of him, Tang Hong smiled, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes deepening: "Putting everything else aside, the food here is absolutely amazing. There's also a bonfire party tonight, would you all like to come and check it out and relax?"

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that these people were highly skilled. Each of them had some fatigue on their faces, indicating that they had not rested along the way. If they hadn't taken a carriage from Wuhun City, it would have taken them three days to walk.

She looked out the window. The afterglow of the sunset was fading and night was approaching. It was clearly not the best time for a lively discussion. The important matter could only be discussed the next morning.

This was the first time in the past six months that she had been away from the Soul Guidance Academy in Wuhun City for so long, so long that she felt a little out of sorts.

"Indeed, reading and researching are more enjoyable than interacting with people."

"Haven't you been out in a long time? Why is socializing so troublesome?"

"No need for that, just arrange rooms for us tonight."

Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly at him and politely declined the invitation.

"Okay, then you should get some rest. Just let me know if anything happens."

Tang Hong bowed again with a smile. He looked older than his age, but he still possessed some cultivation. His spirit and aura were excellent. Even though his hair and beard were all white, he looked very energetic.

"You must all be hungry after your long journey. Let's prepare some food right away!"

"it is good."

Ning Rongrong smiled slightly: "Thank you, Deacon Tang. Then we won't stand on ceremony."

"Of course."

At night, a sudden noise came from outside the room, as if someone was gently tapping on the door with their fingernails. The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, but it slowly pushed open the tightly closed and locked door.

"Who?!"

A cold female voice rang out in the darkness, followed by a faint flame flickering in the air. Dao Yu stood up, holding a candle, and looked at the pale-faced, indifferent young man standing in the doorway, his brows furrowed.

"Falec?"

The young man ignored her and turned to look at the other side. Only when he saw the girl in light-colored pajamas slowly sit up did he approach her step by step, panting heavily.

"Click!"

The dimly lit room was illuminated only by a faint candle. When he saw that Falek was within five meters of him, Dao Yu finally lost his patience. Seven radiant spirit rings appeared, and a crimson Soul-Breaking Crossbow appeared in his hand. The crisp sound of the mechanism being cocked rang out instantly.

"Knife Language, don't move yet."

A girl's gentle voice echoed in the darkness, still peaceful and serene without a trace of panic. Moonlight streaming through the cracks in the window illuminated her pale brown eyes, giving them a pleasant glow like the surface of a calm lake.

She quietly looked at the young man in front of her. After smelling a slightly familiar scent, Ning Rongrong took out a dark, unappealing pill from her soul tool without hesitation and swallowed it without chewing.

Seeing the stubborn black figure stop two or three meters away and then slowly lower its body, Ning Rongrong gripped the blankets tightly with a blank expression. The spicy taste in her mouth rushed to her brain, making her spirits begin to race, but her eyes grew colder and colder.

"Wait, what's wrong with this kid?"

Under Ning Rongrong's orders, Dao Yu suppressed her urge to act. Only then did she smell a very faint scent of blood permeating the room. Dao Yu's pupils contracted. Under the pale white light from outside the window, she noticed that Falek was kneeling on the ground, his upper body clothes torn and hanging in pieces, his face frighteningly pale.

Two purple blood snakes slid crookedly down to his chest from below his nose, and his entire aura was extremely weak.

"Miss DaDa."

"Hurry up."

Dao Yu's pupils contracted.

(End of this chapter)

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